The Art of Slow Living | Foraged Tea

Foraging Tea and Childhood Memories // The Art of Slow Living

I remember being around 5 or 6 when my grandma used to take me out to the fields and the forest around town, to do some foraging. She had probably learned this from her mother and was passing on the knowledge to me.

From stinging nettles in the Winter to picking up watercress in the Spring or collecting mushrooms as the Summer came, there was always something all year round. Medicinal herbs seemed like plants with magical powers as she kindly and patiently tried to explain what their uses were.

I was in complete awe then and still am ’til this very day.

She inspired me with a great love and care for plants and nature. I hope, one day, it’s something I would inspire my children and grandchildren.

Foraged tea has always been in my childhood home as, no matter the ache, there was a natural remedy for it. Years later, I still go out to the parks and forests and get excited like a kid when I find Yarrow or that pretty St. John’s Wort.

If you’ve ever been to our home, you’ve most probably been served with foraged tea in our ceramic cups. Our lifestyle celebrates our heritage and we’d always happily pass this knowledge and passion to people around.